defiance struggling with the
confusion in his face.
"I believe," stammered Brantain, "I see that I have stayed too long.
I--I had no idea--that is, I must wish you good-by." He was clutching
his hat with both hands, and probably did not
perceive that she was
extending her hand to him, her presence of mind had not completely
deserted her; but she could not have trusted herself to speak.
"Hang me if I saw him sitting there, Nattie! I know it's
deuced
awkward for you. But I hope you'll
forgive me this
once--this very first break. Why, what's the matter?"
"Don't touch me; don't come near me," she returned angrily.
"What do you mean by entering the house without ringing?"
"I came in with your brother, as I often do," he answered
coldly, in self-justification. "We came in the side way. He went
upstairs and I came in here hoping to find you. The
explanation is
simple enough and ought to satisfy you that the misadventure was
unavoidable. But do say that you
forgive me, Nathalie," he
entreated, softening.
"Forgive you! You don't know what you are talking about. Let
me pass. It depends upon--a good deal whether I ever
forgive you."
At that next
reception which she and Brantain had been talking
about she approached the young man with a
deliciousfrankness of
manner when she saw him there.
"Will you let me speak to you a moment or two, Mr. Brantain?"
she asked with an engaging but perturbed smile. He seemed
extremely
unhappy; but when she took his arm and walked
away with him, seeking a
retired corner, a ray of hope
mingled with the almost
comicalmisery of his expression.
She was
apparently very outspoken.
"Perhaps I should not have sought this
interview, Mr.
Brantain; but--but, oh, I have been very
uncomfortable, almost
miserable since that little
encounter the other afternoon. When I
thought how you might have misinterpreted it, and believed things"
--hope was
plainly gaining the ascendancy over
misery in Brantain's
round, guileless face--"Of course, I know it is nothing to you, but
for my own sake I do want you to understand that Mr. Harvy is an
intimate friend of long
standing. Why, we have always been like
cousins--like brother and sister, I may say. He is my brother's
most
intimateassociate and often fancies that he is entitled to
the same privileges as the family. Oh, I know it is absurd,
uncalled for, to tell you this; undignified even," she was almost
weeping, "but it makes so much difference to me what you think
of--of me." Her voice had grown very low and agitated. The
misery had
all disappeared from Brantain's face.
"Then you do really care what I think, Miss Nathalie? May I
call you Miss Nathalie?" They turned into a long, dim
corridor that
was lined on either side with tall,
graceful plants. They walked
slowly to the very end of it. When they turned to retrace their
steps Brantain's face was
radiant and hers was triumphant.
Harvy was among the guests at the
wedding; and he sought her
out in a rare moment when she stood alone.
"Your husband," he said, smiling, "has sent me over to kiss
you. "
A quick blush suffused her face and round polished
throat. "I
suppose it's natural for a man to feel and act
generously on an
occasion of this kind. He tells me he doesn't want his marriage to
interrupt
wholly that pleasant
intimacy which has existed between
you and me. I don't know what you've been telling him," with an
insolent smile, "but he has sent me here to kiss you."
She felt like a chess
player who, by the clever handling of
his pieces, sees the game
taking the course intended. Her eyes
were bright and tender with a smile as they glanced up into his;
and her lips looked hungry for the kiss which they invited.
"But, you know," he went on quietly, "I didn't tell him
so, it would have seemed ungrateful, but I can tell you. I've
stopped kissing women; it's dangerous."
Well, she had Brantain and his million left. A person can't
have everything in this world; and it was a little
unreasonable of
her to expect it.
A Pair of Silk Stockings
Little Mrs. Sommers one day found herself the unexpected
possessor of fifteen dollars. It seemed to her a very large amount
of money, and the way in which it stuffed and bulged her worn old
porte-monnaie gave her a feeling of importance such as she had
not enjoyed for years.